The Spirit carries on _ Dream Theater

Music by dream theater
Lyrics by john petrucci

Where did we come from?
Why are we here?
Where do we go when we die?
What lies beyond
And what lay before?
Is anything certain in life?

They say, life is too short,
The here and the now
And you're only given one shot
But could there be more,
Have I lived before,
Or could this be all that we've got?

If I die tomorrow
I'd be allright
Because I believe
That after we're gone
The spirit carries on

I used to be frightened of dying
I used to think death was the end
But that was before
I'm not scared anymore
I know that my soul will transcend

I may never find all the answers
I may never understand why
I may never prove
What I know to be true
But I know that I still have to try

If I die tomorrow
I'd be allright
Because I believe
That after we're gone
The spirit carries on


Move on, be brave
Don't weep at my grave
Because I am no longer here
But please never let
Your memory of me disappear


Safe in the light that surrounds me
Free of the fear and the pain
My questioning mind
Has helped me to find
The meaning in my life again
Victoria's real
I finally feel
At peace with the girl in my dreams
And now that I'm here
It's perfectly clear
I found out what all of this means

If I die tomorrow
I'd be allright
Because I believe
That after we're gone
The spirit carries on

You don't need to give any comments if you don't like this song. I just wanna share something.

Every night, this song is the one I usually listen to before falling asleep.

_. Bee ._

Just a story ^^

Once upon the time, there was a story about ...

The Hippopotamus and the Math Problem

The hippo looked up at the notice board once again. 2 + 2 = 5 ? He scratched his head ( not an easy thing for a hippopotamus to do ) and began to mutter to himself:

" That can't be right. There must be some mistake. "

He sat down ( which can also be a problem for a hippo ) and tried to work out for himself how 2 + 2 could be made to equal 5. He thought too about the person who had written the expression up on the board. Somebody had written it and they must have had a good reason for doing so. There must be something in it.

Finally he got very angry, tore the notice down, and took it back home with him. He put it on the ground and continued to stare at it for days on end, no longer bothering to eat or drink or even to roll in his beautiful mudhole.

2 + 2 = 5 ?

He took off his new glasses to wipe off some mud. Immediately the crazy expression became a blur - he could no longer see the numbers 2 or 5; nor could he make out the plus or the equals signs. Suddenly he began to feel much better, as if a big weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He smiled ( which is a very difficult thing for a hippo to do ), rolled over in the mud, and began to sing. He no longer had a problem and the world looked beautiful again. After that he gave up maths and took up singing instead.

Moral: Don't let a small problem make you stressful >:) hehehe

[ Sorry I cannot add the source for this story, becuz this is just a simple story which was told by my Teacher to let us think about Life, not the one which was copied from the internet by me ^^ ]

_. Bee ._